14 - Flirt

"Of course you've seen me before." Zaya said with a grin on her face.

"Really..., have I seen you at the shops? Or maybe a regular around town?" The clerk asked tilting her head in thought and to get a better look.

"The only regular I am is in your dreams, beautiful." Zaya flashed a grin as she leaned on the counter, making sure to show off how her leather armor curved over her chest.

"PFfffffffff, you're horrible." the clerk said with a dismissive wave and a chuckle.

"Yeah, sorry, I get a little flustered around cute successful women." she continued before putting a finger to her chin, "Um is that a bad thing?"

"Hmmm, to be... I believe the term is gay?" the clerk asked giving Zaya a look.

"Technically I might be bi with a massive favoring towards the female form. But yeah, that's not gonna get me burnt at the stake or banned from work is it?"

"Noo... but you might get strange looks, and maybe the off handed comment." the clerk explained, "Given that males and females monsters can well...., do THAT at times, people are a bit more open to those ideas than they were in the past. But it's more a case by case basis I guess..., there's no laws."

"That said," she leaned in closer, "I'm straight, and the handsome men that come through haven't been able to woo me over yet. So your attempt was cute but...,"

"If you haven't been with a woman, how do you know you don't like it?" Zaya leaned in and breathed out the words.

The clerk started to blush. This woman smelled really good, what sort of perfume did she have... wait do most mercenaries wear perfume? And her voice was rather pleasent to listen to, a sort of husky yet cheerful tone. And those eyes of hers..., that rather warm amber color to them. Reminded her of morning sun on wheat fields.

For her part, Zaya had breathed a little charm into her voice and amped up her 'soothing' presence. Not too much, but hopefully enough to put the clerk at easy. Anything to get her off the idea that she had seen her before. The clerk could have very well known the previous mercs she used to make her new body so getting her to move on or be too flustered to think about it; well hopefully she'd forget that fact.

"I can't say I HAVE been with a woman but I haven't felt the NEED to do so either." the clerk said, drawing back.

"Give me a night and I could maybe change your mind. Oh.. I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself." she held out her hand in a manner that she was asking for the clerk's, "I call myself Zaya, and might I have yours?"

"I'm Ellyn, and you are one of the more charming people to walk in." she said as she put her hand in Zaya.

She blushed just a bit when Zaya gave the back of her hand a small kiss and let go. She brought it back to her side, rubbing the area where those lips graced her body.

"I know I'm being forward here, but you've been such a help to me thus far, could I treat you to dinner?"

"I'm sorry...., come again." Ellyn shook the ideas forming in her head.

"Just asking if I can treat you to dinner. OH don't get me wrong, you don't even have to eat WITH me. I just wanted to see if I could repay you just a small bit for humoring me all this time. See I'm staying at the Shallow Bell Inn on the other side of the village and I figured I could just pay the innkeeper in advanced for you. Get something nice on my coin as a way of thanking you." Zaya explained as she pulled back herself.

Free dinner without any other attachments? That sounded pretty good. And Ryia was... a little odd but not the type of girl to get into some sort of weird trouble... right?

"Tell Ryia I may visit her... and order something on YOUR tab then. I'll keep it cheap but as for a dinner with you; not right now. I am charmed though but if I went out to dinner with EVERY person that walked through that door and had a cute and funny line; well I wouldn't be working here as much as I usually do." She gave Zaya a wink, "Now if you want to try to do a job, just go look over the papers okay?"

Zaya nodded and walked the length of the board and realized a bit of a problem. She... couldn't understand the words. Some of them seemed to click in her head, turning from whatever fantasy lanaguage this was into a proper term but she wasn't sure why that was happening. Perhaps she came with a 'translator' that was slowly trying to compare terms and draw conclusions.

Regardless, she kept to some of the more... 'simple' listings. The ones that had plenty of visuals to go with it. She was just lucky that this world seemed to come across the same number scale she had in her past life so she could tell how much the pay was or how much was 'needed' for the request. Most were small time; find a lost animal, pick some herbs, collect some things around town or the woods. Some of the bigger items were outside of her power scale right now it felt though, such as kill a few river drakes or drive away a few Ogres.

There was a request for some debris/parts sourced from some of the Machine monsters in the ruins, that was something she could easily do if she found a way to get them back to the guild. But besides that and a few other minor ones that caught her attention. One was a page that had a familiar small winged figure, and and something about rugged men with axes.

"So...., how do I 'do' these requests?" she asked, putting five sheets up on the counter, "Cause I'd feel bad if the person in charge wanted it done a way that isn't listed."

"Well the three collection ones you picked out, simply bring them to us and we'll pay you for them, then turn around and ship them to the requestor. I suppose you could ask around the town, it's a small place after all, to find out who would WANT some of these things and sell straight to them; but you start building trust with us if you sell through us. And I know I would appreciate it." Ellyn said with a wink.

"Well you drive a hard bargain." Zaya chuckled before pointing at the other two, "What about these?"

"Hmmm the Bandits are well, Mayor and Guard have already signed off on them given they've killed a few people now. You can bring them back to be jailed, kill them, or drive them off but that last one might not work out." Ellyn said as she shuffled some papers, "All we need is some sort of proof, like a pendent the leader wears. And of course we'll send out someone to double check your work; and before you ask, it's easier to send out a scout to check where you said they were after the fact than it is to send out a group of guards to go stomping around the forest."

"The Sprites though is a little harder given they're Sprites."

"What do you mean?" she asked which got Ellyn to sigh.

"Sprites are little trickster brats; they don't mean harm outright they just like pranks and living in the moment, and their memory is a bit like a gold fish... or they don't care. They'll agree to stop for a week or so, but then get back to it in say a few days or month. And simply slaying them doesn't work either."

"Really?" Zaya asked, her eyes widening.

"Sprites saddle the line between Fairy, or Fae, and Nature Spirit. As such killing them," Ellyn traced a finger across her neck in a quick motion and made an 'ugh' sound, "Doesn't work unless done in a proper way, and no I don't know the way. They'll just reform in about a week without any memory of what happened and get back to their fun. Heck killing them can cause problems."

"There's supposed to be a myth about how very rarely, a Sprite will remember the cause of their ****, even if they themselves don't. Something about their inner memories or soul. If killed enough times, this bitterness, pain and fear can eventually cause one to morph into a more monstrous and evil as they reform until they're something foul."

"So just get the Sprites to either move, or get them to stop for awhile." Zaya said which got a nod from the clerk, "Is there a time limit? Or a limit to how many I can do?"

"For non members, no. However there's also nothing stopping someone else from taking the request and finishing it before you."

"Alright so where do I start loo........, ah. I see." she said when Ellyn started having what her previous life memory would call 'Customer Service Smile'.

Outside of what was already told to her or what was on the listed request, the guild wouldn't give any other info as that was a perk for members. It wouldn't be hard to get some info around town but if she wanted that, Zaya had to do the leg work herself. Honestly that suited her just fine. She might be able to get some extra info out with the use of her abilities. Besides she knew just where there Sprite were anyway; perhaps she could get them to help.

"Maybe I can get Krea to help if she hasn't snapped." she thought as she left.

A few eyes followed her on the way out along with a couple grumbles.

She swung by the inn to get in touch with Ryia, informing her about the deal with Ellyn. She made it clear that the clerk was to get a ... larger dose than the others, so long as it wouldn't be noticeable.

"Aw...., I have to share?" Ryia asked, pouting.

"You're going to have to share yes...., you can take some pride in being the first one to see me like this though." Zaya said patting her head.

The two were in her bedroom, Ryia on her knees while Zaya sat on the bed. The door was closed and the window shut tight, the only light inside was simply the faint sunlight through the cracks and Zaya's gold against her black skin. It seemed like she could emit a small amount of light like some sort of fish or bug. And she was using it to lure Ryia in.

The innkeeper shrugged and licked her lips, inhaling Zaya's cock. There was no hint of gagging or **** as she slowly started to take more and more into her mouth. Zaya let out a small moan as that throat tightened around her dick. Only one night with her and she had become an eager little slut. There was no skill behind it, only wanton blowjob fueled by need which made for a truly whorish display. Zaya wondered if those in the village would’ve expected this from her. Probably not.

Before she could cum, Ryia quickly pulled away with a 'pop'. One hand quickly grabbed her cock and started pumping hard and fast, aided by copious amounts of saliva.

"If that's the case, does my Mistress mind giving me enough to tide me over? I mean I don't have to share this, NOW do I?" Ryia panted and proceeded to lean down a bit, sucking on Zaya’s nuts.

Was this how her mindbend worked? She might need to look into it later but for now she didn’t know which was hotter. The fact that Ryia was busy working over her balls, or the fact that she looked up at her with those bright blue eyes the entire time, with her pretty face half hidden behind that black and gold dick. She moved away from the balls, dragging her lips over that shaft as she went back to the head. A small gag escaped Ryia's lips as she took that rod into her mouth, her lips tightening and her slim neck gulping at it. Soon she was eagerly throating the entire thing, taking every last bit.

Zaya was quickly brought quite close to the edge. The only warning Ryia got was the pusling of the cock, and a hand placed on her head, gripping firmly to hold her there.

She groaned softly, trying to keep her voice down as she rolled her hips foward, making sure to hilt herself fully inside Ryia. A thick, unbroken rope of seed that flooded Ryia's mouth and throat was a truly ridiculous amount of spunk, one which the woman couldn't hope to swallow all in time. Though she was more than willing to try for that sweet nectar. Zaya kept her grip for a bit, holding her there until she noticed the woman was spilling more than taking. With a contented sigh, she pulled the woman off her cock, coating her with more of that odd inky fluid.

Ryia swallowed as much as she could, even taking time to scoop some off her body to drink. She was completely drunk off the stuff. Zayareally needed to see what her body was actually producing. It had to be the same odd bio goo that was in the pool only... was it safe to consume? She wondered this as the number above Ryia's head ticked upward. Last thing she wanted to do was have that be some sort of **** counter. Such as; if the counter was full they'd keel over.

"That good enough for you?" Zaya asked as she took a wet cloth and started to clean up.

"Mmm yes Mistress." Ryia purred, "I'll be good now."

"You are all kinds of freaky." she batted the innkeeper with a different cloth playfully, "However, I need you sane enough to do work for me. Good workers get rewards, horny sluts get fucked..... AND not by me. Understand?"

"Alright alright. I'll.... try to keep together. So long as you visit me." Ryia said, nuzzling her after wiping herself down, "So... what are you going to do next?"

"I have some work to do." she walked over to the small desk Ryia had in her room, picking up a few pieces of paper. They seemed like a mix of parchment and paper, maybe. She didn't really understand the difference that much but it was thicker and a bit rougher than the paper she knew of.

"Anything else in town before you leave?" Ryia said, hanging onto Zaya and peeking over her shoulder to look at what Zaya was holding.

"Maybe ask around. I know where to find the parts and Sprites; bandits now that's harder, and the other things too."

"Hmmm lemme see, I can try to ask a few people that come in." Ryia said to which Zaya handed over the two sheets she didn't know.

She had a lot of options now. She wasn't sure about heading home just yet, but she had some questions to pose to the pool. She'd rather return with some resources as well though, but she could pick up the parts when she went back home so there was that. Sprites were going to be a bit of a problem given how they acted but... they could be useful in some way. Gathering the local foliage though could be useful; see what others use them for and maybe pick up ideas for her own. The bandits though were going to be her first real test of 'could she kill humans' along with how much EXP she gained from doing so.

She needed to grow stronger and faster; she didn't want to be stuck in a small war over the ruins against anything that showed up when it got 'busy'. Even if she somehow won that, the activity would attract others for their own ends. That meant she was on a bit of a time limit; She had to get strong enough to quickly settle that the ruins were HERS now and then turn around and be able to hold off the renewed attention that would come her way.

This place was far too out in the boonies to draw attention of those Saints, let alone high ranking heroes, adventurers and mercenaries. But she wasn't confident in fighting say, several people of Krea's level from the guild, or the entire Valar outpost. And then it would probably be only a matter of time before word got out that the Ruins had a new Lord.

"I wonder if I can 'move' the pool." She thought as she looked over her pages.

Encounter Table(d20)

• 1-4: Head Back Home
• 5-8: Check in on the Sprites
• 9-12: Hunt Down Bandits
• 13-16: Go Gathering
• 17-20: Stay in Town